Chapter 327 Magic Secret Skills

"Use the soul power quickly and don't let the statue of the Holy Lord have problems."

"Yes!" The eyes of the green people are full of fanaticism. The Holy Lord is sacred and inviolable, and no difference, even a statue, must be allowed to appear.

The unimaginable magnificent power converged into a line and injected into the statue, making the originally somewhat swaying statue slowly stabilized.

A soul power that I don't know came from suddenly appeared, and Zhao Haoran frowned slightly. What on earth was going on? The power of pure white faith in his body also began to be turbulent. He felt that his whole body was a little fluttering. Looking around, the Qushan River seemed to be extremely small and vulnerable, and the sea breeze was even more It's not even better than ants.

Everything is under control, and no mysterious changes between heaven and earth can escape his eyes.

But in reality, the strength of Qushanhe is obviously stronger than himself. This sudden change makes Zhao Haoran very uncomfortable, but he can't get rid of it.

Is this the real effect of the power of faith? Zhao Haoran was very confused and almost moaned comfortably.

"Spect!"

"Killing!"

Can't compare with Qushanhe splitting, the appearance of the four Zhao Haoran still has a strong deterrent power. Zhao Haoran's splitting technique lasts for a short time, but it can be used again without a long interval, which is still slightly different from the splitting skill of the dark soul.

The feeling of killing words and killing words is completely different from that they are used at the same time.

The murderous spirit condensed into substance and attached to the word extermination. Zhao Haoran was slightly confused and soon recovered as before. This killing spell is really not a good magic power.

But it is indeed very strong. Every time it is used, it will bring unimaginable changes. Zhao Haoran has been suppressing it.

Qushanhe narrowed his eyes and was very surprised by Zhao Haoran's momentum. He was obviously a three-day soul man. How could he burst out such a powerful force? What kind of secrets are hidden in him?

Forbidden magic power is the only magic power of Qushanhe. It's not that he doesn't want to learn other magic power, but that many mysteries contained in this forbidden word are enough for him to understand.

"No matter who you are or where you come from, the soul of the soul martial arts continent must die, and no one can stop it." Qushanhe's tone was gentle, and the eight split bodies were in the same air. Everything just now fell down in an instant, and everything turned into emptiness, including Zhao Haoran's killing spell.

Zhao Haoran sneered and said, "What about banning everything? My killing curse is not among all things. Explosion me!"

With a roar, a crack was blown up in the air, and the power of destruction came again, attached with the word of real murder. It was more fierce and terrible than ever. It broke free and came out like a flying eagle, but the eagle was surprisingly big and covered the sky with its wings.

"Master, let me help you!"

The familiar voice came to his ear, and Zhao Haoran smiled. Why did he come? It's good to have more help.

The golden-winged roc wings waved and rolled up an unimaginable wind. No one expected that a powerful demon came suddenly and called Zhao Haoran the master. This scene was simply incredible, but it really appeared in the eyes of all the souls.

Zhao Haoran took a rough look at the unimaginable huge body. His cultivation seemed to be a step further, and he didn't know what kind of opportunity he had.

When the golden-winged Dapeng was in the sea, he had already found the scene of Zhao Haoran fighting with the strongest in the southern sea, and then chased him closely, but the speed was much worse than Zhao Haoran, so he caught up.

According to his father's wishes, he was told to follow Zhao Haoran, even if he was a slave, he would certainly have unimaginable benefits. Naturally, the golden-winged roc would not disobey, not mention that his life is still in Zhao Haoran's hands.

The fierce wind went straight to the face of the mountains and rivers, threatening his life with the killing spell.

"Demon Xiu, Golden-winged Dapeng!" Qu Shanhe frowned. Could it be that the dark soul sent did not complete the task smoothly?

However, the sea is vast, and there are countless strong people. There are many unpredictable situations. The golden-winged roc family is extremely strong, and it is normal not to be persecuted. Now that you have come, don't want to leave.

The scarlet eyes protruding from the Qushan River emit a terrible light, and I don't know what I'm thinking about.

"You can't give him time to breathe." Zhao Haoran, who knows the power of Qushan River, dares not be careless at all.

The golden-winged roc took the order, and the giant wings kept waving, driving the aura to riot, forming a strong storm, which included all the forbidden things in the Qushan River.

The magical power is invisible, but it is substantial. The golden-winged Dapeng is outstanding in strength. If it hadn't been for Zhao Haoran, the soul of the same level would not be his enemy.

With the wave of the giant wings of this body, it is rare to meet an enemy.

"You are so naive, forbid. Initial!"

Qu Shanhe's face is solemn. Although he has always been very afraid of Zhao Haoran, he has never really taken him to heart. After all, the gap in cultivation is there, and no one can change it. Now it seems that it is not the case at all.

Without the mentality of playing, the three-day soul in front of him is a real opponent.

"Hum!"

The scene in front of him changed in an instant. Zhao Haoran found that he seemed to be in an extremely desolate place. In the sky and underground, there was only empty desolation, no other things, no life, no struggle, no rivers, lakes and no mountain plains.

This is the scene of the beginning of heaven and earth. I once saw a similar description in an ancient book, but this era is really far away and I can't imagine it. When I first faced it, Zhao Haoran felt small from the depths of my heart.

In such an environment, life is so weak that it is unimaginable that it only takes any accident to make him disappear.

"Master, master, what's wrong with you?" Golden-winged Dapeng suddenly found that the trace of contact with Zhao Haoran seemed to be cut off. It was clearly in front of him, but it seemed to be far away, and it was difficult to grasp.

Qu Shanhe smiled cruelly, "I've played enough, so he has to die. Next is you. This disobedient demon is not the place you should come."

His feet began to tremble. Zhao Haoran looked down, and the dim land began to break inch by inch, bringing a huge impact to make the crevices of the soil rise to the sky and fly to places invisible to the naked eye.

It seems to be a big hand to crush him. Zhao Haoran laughed loudly. What about the beginning of the world? I still can't be trapped.

The fire dragon only stayed in the air for a moment and disappeared. There is no way to survive here. What a bad environment.

(As a few digressions, I can see that all the people here should be friends who sincerely read this book. Due to my personal problems, there are many shortcomings in this book, and my grades are very poor. I wanted to be an eunuch several times, but I finally persisted. A few days ago, I still wanted to end it quickly. If I think about it carefully, It will definitely disappoint friends who really like Zhao Haoran. I will definitely complete this book seriously. Please rest assured.)